A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

The sour smell was noticeable even from this far away.

I initially thought it was punishment for peeping.

The result was jealousy.

"No, how could that be? I was just helping someone out, having a meal, how could I have gotten hurt?"

Lin Miaomiao suddenly realized.

"No wonder you smelled of alcohol when I got home; you went to someone else's house for dinner."

"But what kind of wine are you drinking? Why does it have such a strong medicinal smell?"

Song Qian raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, tell me, what kind of Chinese medicinal wine is it?"

Su Chen gritted his teeth and looked at Lin Miaomiao.

"I never knew your nose was so sensitive. How come I never noticed before?"

"Of course, if my nose wasn't so good, how would I find so many delicious foods?"

Lin Miaomiao was completely oblivious to Su Chen's expression.

Su Chen stared at Lin Miaomiao.

Finally, he shook his head in resignation.

This girl is just like Fengchu.

He doesn't usually show any unusual behavior.

They always manage to demonstrate their worth at the most inopportune times.

It seems there was a reason why I've always treated her like a silly husky.

Fortunately, Song Qian didn't dwell on this issue for long.

Just laugh it off and it'll be over.

"By the way, I heard that you seniors are going to hold some kind of basketball tournament."

"Did the school agree?"

Song Qian's words made Lin Miaomiao stiffen.

To know.

Song Qian values ​​her grades very much.

At this point, suggesting going out to play basketball is tantamount to admitting that one is wasting one's life on trivial pursuits.

"It's Jiang Tianhao!"

Lin Miaomiao praised herself for her quick thinking in betraying her teammates.

To everyone's surprise, Song Qian didn't say much. Instead, she asked, "Why did I hear that Yingzi is in the cheerleading squad?"

"..." Lin Miaomiao turned to look at Su Chen.

Use your eyes to ask for help.

She came up with the idea; if Teacher Song finds out, we're doomed.

Su Chen pretended not to see it.

Serves you right for just exposing my weaknesses.

Lin Miaomiao had no choice but to tell the truth.

The main reason is that I find school too boring.

It's so rare to have some fun.

Of course, it would be best if everyone participated together.

They're called cheerleaders, but they're really just standing on the sidelines shouting encouragement.

There is a very good VIP viewing seat.

They don't dance during halftime like they do in other countries.

That would be putting her in too much of a difficult position.

Song Qian nodded and looked at Su Chen: "Remember to let me know on the day of the competition. I want to see how young people like you play basketball these days."

Before Su Chen could speak, Lin Miaomiao cheered first.

"Yingzi would be very happy if she knew."

Had a meal.

Qiao Yingzi is not here.

Lin Miaomiao insisted on sitting next to Song Qian.

Watch as Su Chen massages her.

Both of them felt uncomfortable because of Lin Miaomiao's presence.

Su Chen pressed down, looking at Lin Miaomiao: "Don't you feel awkward sitting here?"

"I didn't want to either, but Yingzi isn't here."

Lin Miaomiao clung to the sofa with both hands.

Looking at Song Qian.

"When Teacher Song looks at you, she realizes that you have a really good figure."

Because it's a silk pajama set for summer.

It becomes particularly prominent after lying down.

Lin Miaomiao stared blankly for a moment, then looked at her own reflection, her eyes filled with disappointment.

Song Qian blushed slightly.

I want to speak.

"Hmm...it's just from regular exercise. You'll be like that in the future too."

After saying that, Song Qian glared at Su Chen.

But Su Chen didn't care.

Lin Miaomiao then gestured with her hand.

The gap is too big.

It's impossible to catch up in a short period of time.

Lin Miaomiao watched as Song Qian comfortably closed her eyes, then looked up at Su Chen with a rather unconvinced expression.

Why is it so comfortable when you give massages to other people, but so casual when you give me one?

"I'm not convinced!"

Lin Miaomiao didn't receive massages from Su Chen very often.

Apart from one proper massage, the rest of the time I was basically being rubbed on the sofa.

Even that one proper massage ended in an awkward situation.

"Hmm~" Song Qian made a soft nasal sound, opened her eyes and smiled at Su Chen.

Su Chen hadn't spoken yet.

Song Qian turned to look at Lin Miaomiao: "Want to give it a try?"

Lin Miaomiao's eyes widened.

really want.

But she was also afraid that Su Chen would do something bad.

Seeing her apprehension, Song Qian smiled.

"Don't worry, with me here, he won't dare to play any tricks."

Lin Miaomiao smiled at Song Qian.

I quickly lay down on the sofa.

After lying down.

Her slightly long hair was draped under her head, and her chubby face was tinged with pink.

Her eyes, as clear and bright as grapes, looked at Su Chen.

This was the first time the two had looked at each other so quietly.

I was actually a little tempted.

After watching for a while, a light pink tinge appeared on Lin Miaomiao's originally snow-white neck.

Suddenly, I remembered what his parents had said.